Thomas Louvier
It was funny to see Peyton try to intimidate me. "She is my sister, and I am capable enough to defend here" were among the polite but threatening words he needed to say.
I politely nodded instead of laughing. I am not the enemy... the other fuckers are. I am on his boat; I want Amanda to be happy, cared for, and protected. I am falling in love with her and not going anywhere. And knowing what had happened to Amanda, I understand his need to assert some ground rules.
I chuckled while riding my sports car across the city. When I arrived home, I typed away on my laptop as soon as I was in front of it.
I was not a good lawyer because I excelled in my law knowledge, no... I was the f*****g best because I knew how to dig out the most hidden skeletons. Even I had an alter eg
